By Amy Simone Piller
Heat too hot
windows wide
air outside
still
Day of ours
yet unborn
all ethereal
possibility
By Amy Simone Piller
At the end of the day
when the world is drowning
in lists undone
my mind cannot contain more
than concrete steps
and I want to be a mason
where things get done
and buildings stand up
I want to be a mathematician
where proofs make sense
I want to be a gymnast
who sticks the landing
I want to skate a routine
to a song
I want to [...]
By Amy Simone Piller
“What we play is life†– Louis Armstrong
As if I moved countries
I sit by a river
bubbling quietly by a bookstore
balking at the lacking sounds
assigning significance
like a programmed robot
“Rivers matterâ€
a green check pops up
a boost in a video game
acclimating to calm
Why try to make sense of more
than soft music
in a New England bookstore?
Steam is complex enough
and [...]
By Amy Simone Piller
If it is a newspaper
it is morning
That and the earth centered universe
has its way of changing
Why expect more than a theory?
Everything always in flux
A shadow is a shadow
seen or not by all eyes
What will you let light illuminate?
What splendor will you expose?
Good morning Good day
Stretch unfold behold today
By Amy Simone Piller
I hardly ever am shy
or worry about school
or feel like crying
I hardly ever worry about what others think of me
I am often worried when I go to bed at night
I often feel fed up
I often feel mad
I often feel upset
I often am so angry I feel like throwing things
I almost never worry about what could [...]
By Amy Simone Piller
Like the rock-ensconced tornado animation
over a cartoon who has just fought
my morning distractions
last night’s dreams
of tomorrow’s students
this morning’s headlines
fashion in Oakland
affirmative action shut down
and other such societal codes
What grabs my attention?
Unconscious – the Nets score
trivial perspective
nonobjective observation
What is instruction for?
By Amy Simone Piller
Many minutes
staring at shelves
Pocahontas in the lake
Mirror, mirror, why do I care
how this hangs?
I am the same
One article off from right
dangling capitalism disappear!
By Amy Simone Piller
like clearing the table
leaving no crumbs
remembering to scrub the sink
when the dishes are clean
removing chewing gum
after going through the wash
getting an oil stain out of a new shirt
and still wearing it as if nothing
un mixing a drop of paint
as if it could all be undone
By Amy Simone Piller
I notice you noticing me sometimes
though you notice others’ something
Sometimes hangs the space
scintillates
Scintillating is simply imagined
not dust particles exposed
it is two subjectivities objectified
It is nothing
it is just a you
just an I
I wonder if you talk to yourself like this
multiple narratives recognized
Recognizing this is not allowed
I will always look down
Down far enough?
Is that why
you don’t look [...]
By Amy Simone Piller
Also known as
don’t be an a$%hole
today
when students don’t pay attention
don’t take their sneakers hostage
instead remind them science made possible
sneakers and plastic
paper and inventions
the world has become because
of minds like theirs unbound
by flashes of brilliance
of hope
moments of maybe
possibly this way out
If only they liked podcasts
If only they liked to read
It would be easier
quieter certainly
If only their [...]